The Indian Snake King looked at the God Butcher with some confusion, but a deep sense of unease blossomed in his heart. Despite the God Butcher seemingly being at his last breath, why did he still invoke such a feeling of disquiet?

"Ah!" Suddenly, a cold gleam flashed, and the Indian Snake King felt a heart-piercing pain in his left arm.

Then, a spray of blood burst forth—his left arm had actually been severed cleanly from his body!

"No, impossible! How could you possibly!" The Snake King, in agony, clutched his left arm, his gaze filled with venomous resentment toward the God Butcher.

The cold gleam flew to the God Butcher's side, and he grasped it, flying off with the Indian Snake King's left arm towards the outskirts of the jungle.

"Chase him, chase him! I want him dead, I want him to suffer a fate worse than death!" Just as the Snake King barked this order, his body shuddered, and he collapsed onto the head of Black Mamba.

That was because a freezing Sword Qi was spreading from the site of his severed arm into his body. Although the Indian Snake King wanted to rush forward and utterly annihilate the God Butcher, he knew that if he ignored this Sword Qi, he would suffer unimaginable harm!

After a moment's thought, the Indian Snake King had no choice but to bitterly abandon the idea of pursuing the God Butcher and instead focused on expelling the Sword Qi from within his body while sitting astride Black Mamba's head.

"Endless Cold Gleam, so that's why!" After expelling the Sword Qi, a sinister expression crossed the Snake King's face: "Next time I see you, I won't let you off, God Butcher!"

Endless Cold Gleam, the Huaxia God Butcher! The outside world thought it was because of his superior swordsmanship, but everyone had forgotten that, in Huaxia's history, there was once a group of sword devotees, whose swordsmanship, was once known as the Sword Control Technique!

That was the reason for the God Butcher's moniker of Endless Cold Gleam—miles away, a flicker of cold light takes the enemy's head!

Of course, the God Butcher's current Sword Control Technique was not to the extent of the ancient era, this was why he kept drawing closer to the Snake King!

Within ten yards was where the God Butcher's Sword Control Technique was most powerful!

And the Indian Snake King, not understanding this, had underestimated his opponent and thus had his left arm sliced off by the God Butcher's Sword Control Technique!

The Dragon King said, I'll sever your arm! The China Dragon Group, promises made, promises kept!

Of course, people thousands of miles away have no idea how many are defending Huaxia's dignity with their lives!

After leaving with Bai Feifei, Ling Feng returned home alone.

Back at home, Ling Feng saw Furry Ball wagging its tail in the living room, gazing at Ling Feng expectantly as if waiting for praise.

Ling Feng paused, Furry Ball was supposed to be with Yun Hanrui, wasn't it? Could it be that Yun Hanrui was now in…

Ling Feng quickly pushed open the bedroom door and, sure enough, found Yun Hanrui lying on his bed, covered with a blanket,

"Furry Ball, what happened?" Ling Feng asked Furry Ball back in the living room.

Furry Ball waved its little paws, performing a one-dog show. Fortunately, Ling Feng had Furry Ball's Spiritual Imprint and could roughly guess what it was trying to convey.

"You mean to say that Yun Hanrui was surrounded by thugs, you defeated them, and brought Yun Hanrui here?" Ling Feng summarized.

Furry Ball nodded its head and puffed out its little chest, looking for praise.

With a kick, Ling Feng sent Furry Ball flying, angrily rebuking, "Why didn't you take her home? Why bring her here?"

Whimper! Furry Ball curled into a ball, his small eyes looking at Ling Feng with a hint of incomprehension. Could it really have done something wrong?

Ling Feng couldn't be bothered to explain to Furry Ball and entered the bedroom again, preparing to wake Yun Hanrui. After all, it was suspect for a man and a woman to be alone together in a room.

As Ling Feng reached out to wake Yun Hanrui, he heard her softly call out, "Ling Feng, don't... don't go, don't leave!"

Ling Feng's hand paused mid-air, looking at Yun Hanrui's beautiful profile, he felt very conflicted.

He didn't know what Yun Hanrui was encountering in her dream, but seeing her asleep, Ling Feng didn't have the heart to wake her.

"Oh well, who lets you be my childhood sweetheart?" Ling Feng sighed and went back to the living room to lie on the sofa.

Ling Feng was also uncertain about Yun Hanrui's attitude towards him. Initially, she was very resistant to him, which Ling Feng understood.

A woman of outstanding beauty suddenly being told she was betrothed, how could she stay calm? But as Ling Feng made efforts, their arranged marriage was annulled, and they slowly regained the feeling of childhood sweethearts.

However, in Ling Feng's view, their affection was merely that of friends, or like siblings! He had absolutely no designs on Yun Hanrui or the Chaoyang Group.

But now, it seemed that Yun Hanrui's feelings were slowly changing.

"Does she like me?" Ling Feng frowned, unsure.

But soon Ling Feng put this thought out of his mind, "Forget it, no more thinking, so tired, time to sleep!"

The next day, when Yun Hanrui's consciousness cleared, she thought of what had happened yesterday and first checked her clothes, then recognized where she was.

"Eh? This place looks so familiar!" Yun Hanrui looked around and then it hit her, "Isn't this Ling Feng's house? How did I end up here? Could it be Ling Feng who saved me yesterday?"

Yun Hanrui straightened her clothes and carefully pushed open the bedroom door, finding the place eerily quiet with not a soul around. At that moment, the outside door sounded, and Ling Feng's voice came through.

"You gluttonous dog, don't eat at my place anymore, you just eat too much! If you want to eat, go to Yun Hanrui's place, she's rich and you won't be able to eat her out of house and home!"

Ling Feng, who entered through the door, saw Yun Hanrui looking at him with an unfriendly expression, raised his hands, and said with a smile, "Good morning, you're awake."

Yun Hanrui took a deep breath and said calmly, "I'm awake, yesterday... yesterday it was you...?"

"Don't get me wrong, it was Furry Ball who saved you yesterday and even brought you to my bed. But rest assured, I'm a gentleman through and through; I didn't touch you one bit!" Ling Feng said earnestly.

"Ling Feng, you... I..." Yun Hanrui was starting to get angry.

Ling Feng put the breakfast he was carrying on the table and said, "Eat up. And tell me, what exactly happened yesterday? Why were you attacked by thugs?"

At the mention of this, Yun Hanrui was taken aback, and then quickly took out her phone, dialed Lin Zhijie's number, "Senior brother, are you alright? Yesterday..."

Lin Zhijie was lying in a hospital, his face bandaged up like a mummy, anxiously picking up Yun Hanrui's call, but her voice sounded as if she didn't know he was behind it all.

After understanding this, Lin Zhijie spoke with a mournful tone, "Xiao Rui, are you okay now? I was knocked out by those thugs, and when I woke up, I found myself lying by the roadside, and you were not beside me, I was very worried about you!"

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